Brain in a Glass Jar

Was on my bed sleeping when i got a call from D at 2 plus am in the morning. I didn't pick it up because i was way to tired and seriously couldn't be bothered by men.

No men should be allowed to disturb my precious beauty sleep.

Anyway, i woke up this afternoon, only to see that i have 14 missed calls and 1 msg. All from D. Guess he must be pretty desperate! Do you think i'll believe him when he says something like meeting up for chat in the middle of the night?! *raise eyebrow* I may not be the smartest person around but i don't think i'm that stupid either.

Whats wrong with these people!?

Been thinking about this issue.. God.. Am i just soooo damm attractive that men cant keep their hands off me?! *evil laugh* Ok.. I'm being egoistic. I have a strange thought. What if i remove my physical form and put my brains in a glass jar?! Will men still love me for my brain cells?

No physical form will last forever. Soon, i'll age. I'll grow old and my skin will be wrinkled up like a prune. I'll die. But my brain cells will not.

*tIng removes her brain and puts it into a glass jar.*

Why cant men love me for my brain cells?

Am i all alone in this universe?
There's no love on these streets.
I've given mine away to a world that didn't want it anyway.